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17, KAMI NCGISHI, TOKYO, 




The Wonderful TeaKetBo* 



A LONG long time ago, at 
the temple of Morinji, in 
the province of Kotsuke there lived 
* an old priest 

This old priest was very fond of 
the ceremonial preparing and drink- 
ing of tea known as Chanoyu; 



indeed, it was his chief interest 
and pleasure in life to conduct 
this ceremony. 

One day he chanced to find in a 
second hand shop a very nice look- 
ing old tea-kettle, which he bought 
and took home with him, highly 
pleased by its fine shape and artistic 
appearance. 

Next day he brought out his new 
purchase, and sat for a long time 
turning it round on this side and 
on that, and admiring it. 

a You are a regular Beauty, 
that's what you are," he said, "I 



shall invite all my friends to the 
Chanoyu, and how astonished they 
will be at finding such an exqui- 
site kettle as this!" 







He placed his treasure on the top 
of a box where he could see it to 
the best advantage, and sat admir- 
ing it and planning how he should 
invite his guests. After a while 
he became drowsy and began to 
nod, and at last fell forward, his 
head on his desk, fast asleep. 

Then a wonderful transformation 
took place. The tea-kettle began 
to move. From its spout appeared 
a hairy head, at the other side out 
came a fine bushy tail, next, four 
feet made themselves visible, while 
fine fur seemed gradually to cover 



the surface of the kettle. At last, 
jumping off the box, it began 
capering about the room for all 
the world just like a badger. 




Three young novices who were 
at study in the next room heard 
the noise, and, when one of them 
peeped through the sliding doors, 
what was his astonishment to see 
the tea-kettle on four feet, dancing 
up and down the room! 

He cried out Oh ! what a 
horrible thing ! The tea-kettle is 
changed into a badger!" 







"What!" said the second novice, 

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Do you mean to say that the 

tea-kettle is turned 

into a badger 1 

What nonsense!" 

So saying, he 

pushed his 

companion 





to one side and 



peeped in, but he also was 

rified by what he saw and screamed. 



"It's a goblin! It's coming at us, 
let us run away!" 

The third novice was not so 
easily frightened. 

"Come, this is rather ftin," said 
he, how the creature does jump, 
to be sure! I will rouse the 
master and let him see too." 

So he went into 
the room and shook 
the priest, crying. 
Wake ! Master, 
Wake ! A strange 
thing has happened." 

What's the matter?" said the 




old man, drowsily rubbing his eyes 
"what a noisy fellow!" 

Anyone would he noisy when 
such a strange thing as this is 



going on 




Only look master, your tea-kettle 
has got feet and is running about." 

"What! What! What! What's 
that you say!" asked the priest 
again. The kettle got feet! 
What's this! Let me see!" 

But by the time the old man 
was thoroughly roused the tea-kettle 
had turned into its ordinary shape, 
and stood quietly on its box again. 

"What foolish young fellows you 
are!" said the priest "There stands 
a kettle on the top of a box ? surely 
there is nothing very strange in 
that No, no, I have heard of the 



rolling-pin that grew a pair of wings 
and flew away, but, long as I have 
lived, never have I heard before 
of a tea-kettle walking about on 

p 

its own feet. You will never make 
me believe that. M 

But for all that, the priest was 
a little uneasy in his mind, and 
kept thinking of the incident all 
that day. When evening came, and 
he was alone in his room, he took 
down the kettle, filled 
it with water, and 
set it upon the 
embers to boil, 




intending to make some tea. But, as 
soon as the water began to boil 
Hot! Hot!" cried the kettle, and 
jumped off the fire. 

"Help! Help!" cried the priest* 
terrified out of his wits. 




But when the novices rushed to his 
help, the kettle at once resumed its 
natural form; so, one of them, seiz- 
ing a stick cried. 









"We'll soon find out whether 
it's alive or not," and began beat- 
ing it with might and main. There 
was evidently no life in the thing, 
and only a metalic clang! clang! 
responded to his 



lusty blows. 




Then the old priest heartily re- 
pented having bought the mischiev- 
ous tea-kettle, and was debating in 
his own mind how he should get 
rid of it, when who should drop 
in but the tinker!" 

Here's the very man," thought 

the priest. 
A bargain 



was soon 
r struck, 




the tinker bought the tea-kettle for 
a few coppers, and carried it home> 
well pleased with his purchace. 

Before going to bed he took 
another look at it, and found it 
still better than he had at first 
thought, so he went to sleep that 
night in the best 
of spirits. 

In the midst 
of a pleasant 
dream the tin- 
ker suddenly 
started up, 
thinking he 




heard somebody moving in the room, 
but when he opened his eyes and 
looked about, he could see nobody. 
It was only a dream, I suppose, 1 * 
said he to himself, as he turned 
over, and went to sleep again. 




But he was disturbed once more 
by some one calling "Tinker! Tin- 
ker! Get up! Get up!" 

This time he sprang up, wide 
awake, and lo and behold, there 
was the tea-kettle with the head, 
tail, feet and fur of a badge*, 
strutting up and down the room! 

Goblin! Goblin!" shrieked the 
tinker. But the tea-kettle laughed 
and said. 

"Don't be frightened, my dear 
Tinker. I am not a goblin, only 
a wonderful tea-kettle. My name 
is Bumbuku-Chagamcty and I will 



bring good luck to anyone who 
treats me well; but of course, I 
don't like to be set on the fire, 
and then beaten with sticks, as 
happened to me up at the temple 
yesterday." 




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How can I please you, then!" 
asked the tinker. "Shall I keep 
you in a box!" 

Oh! no, no," answered the tea- 
kettle, I like nice sweet things to 
eat, and sometimes a little wine to 
drink, just like yourself. Will you 
keep me in your house and feed 
me? And, as I would not be a 
burden upon you, I will work for 
you in any way you like." 

To this the tinker agreed. 

Next morning he provided a 
good feast for umbuku 9 who then 
spoke 



I certainly am a wonderful 
and accomplished tea-kettle, and my 
advice is that you take me round 
the country as a show with accom- 
paniments of singing and music." 

The tinker thinking well 

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of this advice, at once start- 
ed a show 

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^ which named the 
Bumbuku- 
The lucky tea-kettle 
at once made the affair a success, 
for not only did he walk about 
on four legs, but he danced the 
tight rope, and went through all 





acrobatic 
ances, end- 



kinds of 
perform- 
ing by 




i making a 



profound 
bow to the 
spectators, and 
their future 



begging for 
patronage* 

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The feme of these performances 
soon spread abroad, and the theatre 
was filled daily to overflowing, until, 
at length even the princes of the 
land sent to order the tinker and 
his kettle to come to them, and 
the show would take place, to the 
great delight of the princesses and 
ladies of the court. 

At last the tinker grew so rich 
that he retired from business, and 
wishing his faithful kettle also to 
be at rest, he took it back, together 
with a large share of his wealth, 
to the Temple of Morinji, where 



it was laid up as a precious trea- 
sure, and some say, even worshipped 
as a saint 





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